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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 25, 2012 1:05:10 GMT -5
"Liking guys is fine too." He said with a smile. "So don't be different. Come on. Let's get something to eat, okay?" He looked at his watch and realized it was about time for his lunch anyways. He punched his card into the time box, marking that he was taking his hour lunch. He put it back in his slot, then showed him out the store and to his car.
"Any place in particular you wanna eat?" He asked, unlocking the car and sliding in.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 25, 2012 1:08:05 GMT -5
Devon nodded quietly, getting up and following him out of the staff room, then out of the mall and to his car. He climbed into the passengers seat, buckled in. "I don't care.." He mumbled. They way he said the words though, he had never eaten out, he was, again, only ever brought home left overs, sometimes better things if Chrystian could sneak them in.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 25, 2012 1:20:04 GMT -5
"I'm thinking subway.. Not that I really need to be eating anyways after that huge dinner last night." 'And the guy who raped me..' He shook his head, pulling out of the parking lot. He drove past a few places, keeping quiet, his mind on other things. He pulled into the parking lot of subway, killing the engine and getting out.
He walked in, holding the door open for Devon. "Okay. It all looks complicated, but it's.. well, it kinda is. Just pick whatever you think looks good. That's what I do." He rambled off what he wanted- turkey, cheddar, lettuce, mustard, and banana peppers on wheat, toasted.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 25, 2012 1:24:54 GMT -5
"subway.." Devon repeated under his breath, stepping inside and eyeing the counter uneasily. Zander was explaining what he needed to do. He watched him order first, then hesitantly picked out wheat bread, american cheese and turkey, lettuce, olives and tomatoes.
Asking for mustard and mayonnaise he stepped back, staying rather close to Zander since he was in such a new place. He glanced over his shoulder at a couple at a table.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 25, 2012 1:29:31 GMT -5
He rubbed his back gently, knowing what it was like to be in an unfamiliar place. "It's okay, boo." He said calmly, then paid for their sandwiches and two drinks. He handed Devon his sandwich, then his cup and walked over to the soda machine. He filled his up with water, then popped a lid on. He waited for Devon, then lead him to an empty table.
"You can sit across from me or beside me. Whatever makes you more comfortable." He said with a smile, taking his seat.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 25, 2012 1:37:40 GMT -5
Devon relaxed some at the touch, a hand ghosting over his stomach in question at the returning feeling. He stared at the soda machine, picking out a name he knew and filling it slowly, reaching for a lid and pressing it on before following Zander to the table.
He took a seat across from him, unwrapping his sandwich, biting into it as he looked around again.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 25, 2012 1:43:53 GMT -5
Zander took a bite out of his sandwich, looking out the window as it began to rain. He felt a piece of hair fall to his forehead, and he reached up, spiking it back into place. He took another bite of his sandwich, and looked over at Devon. He couldn't help but think how cute he was. 'Whoever gets him is gonna be lucky.' He thought, looking away when he looked up. He took a sip of his water, then leaned back in his chair.
"Your stomach hurt? I saw you hold it a couple times.." He asked, looking over at him.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 25, 2012 1:58:08 GMT -5
Devon stared down at the table again, shook his head. "No it doesn't..." He murmured, voice distant with thought. He would have to ask Dallas about this. "What time is it?" She was his ride, considering the fact that he'd never driven a car in his life. Biting into his sandwich again, he chewed and swallowed, then reached for his soda, taking a sip. He couldn't remember the last time Chrystian had brought him any, and the fact that he could have it again made him feel a little better. He didn't ever want to go back...
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 25, 2012 2:02:40 GMT -5
"Uhm.. dum dum dum.." He pulled his phone out of his pocket, pushing the power button. "12:17." He sat his phone on the table, taking another bite of his sandwich. He wrapped the rest up, slipping it back in the bag. He took another drink of his water, then leaned back in his chair, folding his arms across his abdomen. "We gotta get you back to the mall soon?" He asked, looking him over.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 25, 2012 2:11:06 GMT -5
"No," Devon shook his head, stretching his legs some beneath the table. "Thanks for stopping my brother..." Again that habit of toying with his lip rings. "I don't wanna go back home.." He wondered if Chrystian was worried or not. Even though he was afraid of him too, he at least...cared...had always wanted to help.
Setting the half eaten sandwich aside, he picked his soda up, taking another sip, teeth teasing at the straw for a moment before he set it back down again.
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